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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Blessed Art Thou, Mother

My Mom.
She of the wicked pen . . .
and wonderful cooking.
From my Mom . . .

Blessed art thou, woman.
For thou shalt be called 'Mother'.
Yea, and thy tasks and thy chores shall follow thee all the days of thy life.
And thou shalt eat the bread of thine own baking.
And thou shalt dwell forever in a dirty house, if thou dost not choose to clean it thyself.
Thou shalt arise before the cock croweth.
And thou shalt say unto thyself, "Where are the offspring which were given me? Yea, the sun has risen high in the sky and the hour grows late, wherefore I have been long at my labours."
And thou shalt go and find thine offspring prostrate in their cot.
And thou shalt say unto them, "Haste, arise and shine, for I have many labours for thee to perform; wherefore I have been many hours preparing the way."
And thine offspring linger in sleep and shall say unto thee, "Thou didst not watch the late, late, late show as I did last night and mine eyes are heavy and mine bones acheth."
And thou shalt say unto thy offspring, "Get thee up from thy cot; ere I lay a hand upon thee, and go ye hither and scrub a sparkling tub, for thou hast left black rings upon its sides."
And thy offspring shalt say unto thee, "I will go and do thy bidding - in a minute."
And thy rage shall know no end.
And thou shalt weep and wail and gnash thy teeth mightily.
Never-the-less, thou shalt scrub a sparkling tub thyself and glory shall be added unto thee, for thou didst not strike the lazy beast.
Thou are blessed above all others and thy descendants shall call thee 'Blessed', for thou preparest a table before them. Thou cookest meat and all manner of tasty vittles and they shall sit at thy table with thee and partake with thee.
And they shall add glory unto thy crown for they shall let thee also wash the dishes, if thou wilt.
And when the night falleth thou shalt be deflated, and thy offspring shall say unto thee, "She is an old woman, wherefore she neither goes dancing, nor does she watch the late, late, late show."
Thy art and thy craft shall make thee called upon and thou shalt labour at many tasks in thy kingdom for whosoever asketh.
Thou doest his bidding.
Thy back shall acheth with arthritis; thy cane and thy husband shall be thy support.
Thy veins shall be varicose in thine aching legs, but thou shalt do thy duty with a smile; neither shalt thou complain.
Thou are blessed with a crown every second Sunday in May.
Wherefore, thou art blessed above all others for thou are 'Mother' and thou shalt find joy in thy offspring forever.
If thou endureth to the end!

12 comments:

  1. IF being the operative ("good word", to quote someone, I just forget who right now) word. Your Mom calls it like it is and it ain't all that good.

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    1. I SO agree with her. At times. Only at times . . . :)

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  2. Oh, you weren't that bad.....were you?

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    1. I'm almost certain she was talking about my siblings. Yes . . . siblings . . . I'm going to go with that . . .

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  3. Blessed above all others...as long as you can endure it to the end.
    Love your sense of humor!
    Thank you for the smile today, and thanks for linking up to No Ordinary Blog Hop.

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    1. Sometimes the end looks like it's far, far away . . .

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  4. Have I mentioned lately that I love MY mumsy? :)

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    1. Well, she IS the best mumsy in the world . . .

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  5. I would have this enlarged and framed! lol

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  6. I used to love helping my Mom Did the ironing, always kept my room clean,She had a polisher I still have today cause I'd love to put the wax on the floors and then to polish it with the polisher.
    The floors would shine and smell so nice.
    My Mom never allowed me to clean the toilets She said this was not my job to do. But her toilet was spotless.
    Of course no one peed all over the seat in her house. In fact, even the cat learned to use it properly.

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    1. I LOVED the polisher. It had scrubbers and white pads that snapped on and off, depending on what job she was doing. the floors gleamed when she was done. I'd forgotten that! I feel another blog coming on . . .

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